The return of friends has relieved a lot of the heavy atmosphere that shrouded this unexpected place in Evergreen Peak.

It was rare for Mu Qing to be in the state he should be at his age. He did not choose to return to the quiet room immediately to digest the improvement brought by dual cultivation. Instead, he randomly found an undisturbed open space and chatted with everyone about the things that were still fresh in his memory these days. I don’t feel that time has passed.

It wasn't until Zhe Qianqian asked Lu Manqing at a certain moment that the atmosphere became a little heavy again.

Mu Qing has been cultivating hard these days, and does not know Lu Manqing's current situation, so he thought about it and took everyone to fly to Wuji Peak.

The sword sect was loose on the outside and tight on the inside. A large group of people suddenly appeared in mid-air, immediately attracting many eyes. However, these eyes were retracted after seeing that the leader was Mu Qing, and even the people who came forward to ask did not appear.

"The face you have now seems to be more useful than those senior elders." Ying Qing sighed sincerely.

The group of people quickly approached Wuji Peak and found that the square at the top of the peak was quite lively, so they simply dropped to the edge of the square.

"Hey, isn't that Wuming? ” Ying Qing quickly discovered the figure emerging from the center of the square.

Su Wuming has been following senior sister Jian Wenxuan to deal with big and small matters these days. The tired look on his face is a bit intense. Behind him, a young disciple has blood on his chest and is sitting slumped on the ground. In front of him, a middle-aged disciple The elder was sheathing his sword with a majestic look on his face.

Behind Su Wuming and this elder, there were many disciples and elders. The positions of the two groups were clearly distinct, and the atmosphere was very strange.

Su Wuming stared at the middle-aged elder and said, "Elder Zheng, this is outside the sect's main hall. The old sect master and several peak masters are inside. Do you think the Sword Sect is not chaotic enough?"

Zheng Shouyi was an elder on Wuji Peak, and was still above He Qiuyang in terms of seniority and status. At this time, he was being questioned by Su Wuming, a junior, and his already cold and mean face looked even colder.

He glanced at the sect hall where there was still no movement, no longer endured, and said in a low voice: "As a disciple, Zhang Feng wantonly offended the majesty of the elders. Even if the sect master is here, he should receive this sword according to the rules! And I As the commander of Wuji Peak, what’s the problem with using this sword?”

Zheng Shouyi's tone slowed down and he sounded serious: "As a disciple of Elder Zangjian, you should think about the sect and set an example, instead of being provoked by these ignorant young people and starting to cause trouble with the Sword sect. Such a big name speaks volumes."

"Senior Brother Su, I'm just stating the facts." Zhang Feng was helped by his fellow students to stand up. Even though the sword energy left in his chest would spread when he spoke, he still hissed with a look of grief and anger: "I can see clearly, it's him. And Elder Chen beside him, it was the two of them who killed Master."

"Master blocked one attack after another for them. Not only did they not think of turning back to help Master, they also deliberately missed the attacks that came towards them, causing Master to be attacked from both sides."

"Now, Master's body is gone, but they are alive and well."

"I just came here to ask them why they did this, why they were so shameless!"

Zhang Feng lost control of his emotions at the end. The sword wound on his chest burst open and blood soaked into his chest and abdomen. It was extremely miserable.

Some of the young disciples beside Zhang Feng had lost their masters, and some had lost their brothers and sisters. They all had red eyes as they felt the same.

They really shouldn't have appeared outside the sect's main hall. The reason why they came here was to attract the attention of those inside.

They wanted to seek justice for their dead fellow teacher.

Zheng Shouyi sensed that the situation was about to get out of control. He snorted coldly, released the pressure of the Mortal Peak, and shouted to Su Wuming, "Take them down, and I won't hold them accountable for their offense today!"

Su Wuming's robes rustled, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly raised his right hand hanging by his side.

Zheng Shouyi frowned suddenly and looked at the door of the hall again. A bright sword light broke into his field of vision.

Su Wuming drew his sword and rushed towards Zheng Shouyi.

"Su Wuming!"

Zheng Shouyi was furious, sword energy surged around his body, and he struck out with a palm.

Su Wuming, as a talented disciple second only to Lu Manqing among the young disciples, received the true inheritance from the elder of the Hidden Sword, and drew the sword with one move.

With his skills, the early stage of mortal transformation can even exert the power of the middle stage of mortal transformation, and today's encounter has made his swordsmanship much better. With one thrust of his sword, many elders were shocked and retreated.

But these people do not include Zheng Shouyi and Chen Jian behind him.

Chen Jian didn't expect that Su Wuming would dare to attack Zheng Shouyi in front of so many people. He subconsciously wanted to block the blow for Zheng Shouyi. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he was startled when he thought of those people sitting in the hall, and his thoughts were spinning. , actually formed a hand seal secretly, and followed Zheng Shouyi's palm to send out a sword energy.

"Pfft——"

Zheng Shouyi made a very measured move. As soon as Su Wuming's sword penetrated his palm and was stained with a trace of blood, it was difficult to save. Just as he was about to snatch Su Wuming's sword, a sword energy had already pierced Su Wuming's right shoulder and brought out A handful of blood.

Zheng Shouyi's pupils shrank and he turned around suddenly. Chen Jian had already blended into the group of elders.

"Senior Brother Su!"

When the disciples saw that Su Wuming was injured, instead of feeling scared, their blood surged and they all drew their swords and rushed towards Zheng Shouyi.

Zheng Shouyi's heart thumped, and he no longer had any intention of changing the situation. He didn't even intend to maintain the majesty of Zhang Lv, so he withdrew and retreated.

"Where are you going, old thing!"

The disciples rushed towards Zheng Shouyi angrily. Su Wuming covered his right shoulder that was hanging weakly, came to his senses, and shouted quickly: "Come back, come back!"

Zheng Shouyi retreated into a group of elders. The group of elders who were standing behind him immediately dispersed like birds and beasts, fearing that they would be contaminated by a trace of karma. Zheng Shouyi's face was ashen. When he suddenly saw Cheng Jian in the crowd, he went to kill him with angry eyes.

For a time, a group of young disciples chased Zheng Shouyi, while Zheng Shouyi chased Cheng Jian, and the situation in the square became chaotic.

Mu Qing and a group of friends had retreated outside the square. They were all speechless as they watched the scene turn into such chaos in just half a cup of tea.

"The current sect is not just like this."

A female voice sounded from behind.

Mu Qing turned his head, and Lu Manqing walked up to the crowd, smiled and greeted Zhe Qianqian and the other girls, and then looked at Mu Qing, and his smile became bitter: "My junior uncle has only been doing one thing recently, statistics of dead people. how many people."

Just as Mu Qing was about to speak, a sudden change occurred in the square. Cheng Jian, who was attacking the weakling Zheng Shouyi, accidentally missed and was pierced through the heart by Zheng Shouyi's sword. Zheng Shouyi was also left with dozens of marks on his body by his disciples after this moment of absence. A wound.

It was only then that Elder Zangjian appeared in the square.

Lu Manqing continued: "A total of 397 people from the Sword Sect died, including 57 elders, 200 deacons, and 140 disciples."

Mu Qing turned his head, looked at the calm expression on Lu Manqing's face, opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Lu Manqing smiled and said: "Everyone is very grateful, because if the elders and deacons had not died, the number of dead disciples would have been at least three times greater."

"So everyone is also very angry."

Mu Qing was silent and glanced at the friends around him.

When he told them about what happened in the past few days at Evergreen Peak, there were some scenes that he still didn't want to recall, because when some elders sacrificed their lives to protect young people, some elders were the murderers, and there were many of these murderers. Instead, people survived.

The rift between the disciples and the elders existed from that day on. .

Mu Qing asked: "How does Jian Zong plan to deal with it?"

Lu Manqing shook her head and took the initiative to walk to the square.

"Sister."

When Su Wuming saw Lu Manqing approaching, he quickly turned sideways and hid his right shoulder.

Lu Manqing pretended not to see it and said, "Follow me and practice hard from now on."

"Um?"

"Your level is too low and your sword is too slow."

"..."

Mu Qing automatically ignored the two young hearts that walked in quickly and came to the side of Elder Zangjian.

At this time, Zheng Shouyi and Cheng Jian were both lying on the ground, seemingly competing to see who was more seriously injured.

Elder Zangjian scanned

The two of them glanced at Zhang Feng, "You gathered outside the hall and wanted us to hear and see. Now that I'm here, are you ready with the evidence?"

"Evidence?" Zhang Feng was stunned.

Elder Zangjian sighed softly and said in a gentle tone: "You accuse the two elders of being the murderers of your master. Don't you need evidence?"

Zhang Feng fell to his knees with a thud, "This disciple has seen it with his own eyes, and I ask Elder Zangjian to make the decision for him!"

Elder Zangjian shook his head: "I've seen it with my own eyes, but I can't..."

"I am willing to testify for my junior brother!"

Elder Zangjian's words stopped abruptly. He looked at the leaders Lu Manqing and Su Wuming, as well as the young disciples who spoke in unison, and turned to look at Zheng Shouyi and the other two.

Zheng Shouyi no longer fell to the ground at this moment, but simply knelt in front of Elder Cangjian, facing the main hall of the sect, his body trembling slightly, and he said in great pain: "Old sect master, peak masters Mingjian, I have no intention of harming Elder Ming on purpose. If you tell even half a lie, I am willing to die immediately."

Chen Jian also quickly expressed his stance, completely ignoring his status as an elder, and threw himself in front of Elder Zangjian, "Peak Master, we really don't want to harm anyone."

Elder Zangjian sighed softly: "I believe you."

The atmosphere at the scene was suffocated, and both Zheng Shouyi and Zheng Shouyi's expressions became dull for a moment before they expressed their loyalty to the Jianzong one after another.

"It was the Zhuxian Sword Formation that killed Mingxue."

"yes".

"You have no intention of harming Mingxue."

"yes."

Every time Elder Zangjian said something, the two of them responded. In the end, they fell emotionally in front of Elder Zangjian, feeling that they had finally passed this test.

Elder Zangjian looked away from the two people's spines, which were already bent out of shape, and continued: "Mingxue protected your back, but you exposed her back."

"yes."

The two men's voices were choked, and they raised their heads in shock: "Elder?"

Elder Zangjian's eyes were calm and he said: "You are too stupid. The disciples don't understand. Don't you understand? The swords have spirits. They remember everything clearly."

Elder Zangjian's hand hanging by his side moved slightly.

"Elder, elder." Zheng Shouyi felt the murderous intention under the calm face of Elder Zangjian. He lost control of his emotions and asked in a hissing voice: "Since the peak masters have called on the entire sect not to sacrifice young disciples just to get rid of the sword demon, then Why do you have to go the other way and sacrifice us just to protect young disciples?"

"We don't want to be sacrificed either!"

Zheng Shouyi yelled the last sentence hoarsely before falling to the ground. He stopped defending and seemed to have accepted his fate.

Elder Zangjian looked up at the elders not far away and asked, "Do you think so too?"

"..."

There was silence.

Even though Zheng Shouyi and Cheng Jian made them feel ashamed, they were still willing to express certain attitudes through silence.

Mu Qing looked at this scene and frowned slightly.

Bai Ke came to him at some point and asked seriously: "Do you have the answer, little friend?"